it'll be a breeze

oh memorial day weekend, how thou kicked my bootay. it all started thursday night when an old college bud was in town for work, and we hit up lodo because it was his last night in town and technically my friday night. after a couple happy hour drinks at kokopelli's, we hit up the Chophouse for some company-paid-for filets and a bottle of francis coppolla merlot. then it was a couple bars and drunkenness.

friday casey and i drank way too much before band practice and thus everyone played really loud and sloppy. but that's fun sometimes. afterwards i finished my bottle of ravenswood zin. it is my new favourite wine.

saturday i had to go out to the field to do a bit of work but i was done in a half hour so it wasn't that bad. that evening the chica took me to sushi hai, and for dessert we walked across the street to the coral room for a couple glasses of reisling. then we watched shopgirl at her place which i found to be ok. jason schwartzman is hilarious as always.

sunday i went to church and had an awesome time as usual, then began to prepare for the gigantor fish feed hosted by a member of the drews. my uncle sent me about 25 lbs of fresh-caught salmon and halibut from alaska. my uncle rules. so i deep-fried the halibut for a little fish & chip action and cooked a couple kings on the barbie and the oven. we also had muscles provided by casey's neighbor, and CV himself cooked up some shrimp. there was also a shitload of white wine involved and as soon as a i had a chance to sit down and socialise i started slugging white wine and subsequently got wasted. it was a good wasted, though, with casey and i sitting on the patio playing songs to a candle-lit crowd on a lovely sunday night.

monday i sat around the house and did laundry and ordered pizza and watched a movie or two. here's to you, memorial day weekend. you don't come around often enough.